Birthday never comes so often, it takes almost fifty-two weeks to repeat the cycle. Speaking generally, the particular date, the special date, never interests me as such; however, I have had a kind of mystical liking for the month of birthday.
You remain in a strange feeling, repeatedly saying to yourself, October is my birthday month. Birthday comes like a splash and goes, but month stays longer. You feel different feelings-about-life. Sometimes, You do self-accountability; you do re-live the memory of regrets and joys.
Birthday celebrations are more of a get-together or a cake-eating meet-up. But, the room for creativity, in making those memorable, always remains open.